Ma Jiamen: I was forced to fight for supremacy

The elves have long set their sights on the fertile river plains. As the saying goes, the river plains are full of harm, but the rich river plains are the only ones that are rich.

The elves have been constantly harassing the border of Daliang, ready to seize this Jiangnan area on the Great Wall at any time.

Unfortunately, the commander of the Hedai area in Liang State was Shi Chong, a man of both civil and military talents.

In the confrontation with the elves, not only did the elves not gain any advantage, but a large number of their descendants voluntarily defected to the Liang State.

The elves could no longer tolerate Shi Xianggong's method of boiling a frog in warm water, and they began to launch a full-scale attack on the river area.

Shi Chong was in charge of the central army, making strategic plans, while Ma Botong led the Tiger Guards to the battlefield.

The battle was extremely brutal, and the blood directly dyed the Gongyou River red.

The title of "First Marquis of Wu Mansion" in Daliang wasn't given for nothing. The Ma family's ancestors risked their lives for military merit, earning them the title of marquis. By the time of Ma Botong's generation, they had truly brought honor to their ancestors.

Ma Botong led his thirteen retainers in dozens of battles, big and small, and never lost a single one.

The current prosperity of the Ma family is half due to the efforts of these thirteen retainers.

In other words, half of the Qingshui Marquis Mansion belongs to the Ma family, and half belongs to Ma San and other retainers.

Ma Zhan thought for a while and decided to ask his father, a veteran of many battles, for some advice.

Ma Zhan recalled the battle with the bandit and told his father every detail.

Ma San acted like a hermit at this moment and spoke.

"Hu Zi, that guy has pretty good body movements, he must be a master of the Green Forest. And the fact that he was able to whip your butt hurts shows that he has pretty good internal energy."

After hearing what Ma San said, Ma Zhan came to his senses.

'Yes, how could that bandit beat me so badly with just a willow branch?

The Li family's vassal in the south of the city, a seventh-rank warrior, I fought him for an entire afternoon without getting hurt.

Ma San continued.

“Even though you entered his body and were able to kick him twice, he was showing contempt for you.

This kind of outlaw, someone who lives on the edge of a knife, won't be intimidated by you. He suddenly broke free from your restraints because of the sudden release of his true energy.

That guy must be a sixth-rank warrior who has experienced hundreds of battles."

After listening to Ma San's clear and logical analysis, Ma Zhan suddenly felt confident.

"Dad, teach me a couple of moves, and I'll beat that bastard to death."

Ma San touched his chin and said seriously: "You'd better cut down trees properly."

"What?" Ma Zhan stared at Ma San.

Ma San returned to his silly look and said with a smile.

"Once a warrior reaches the sixth rank, it's a qualitative leap. In terms of strength, they can absolutely crush lower-level warriors.

You can fight back and forth with that seventh-rank warrior from the Li family, but you have absolutely no chance of winning against that sixth-rank bandit."

Ma Zhan suddenly felt that he had been deceived. 'Ma Botong had said that they were a group of bandits, but unexpectedly, they were clearly fierce bandits.

The sentry is a sixth-rank expert. How can such a high-quality bandit be found within the borders of Daliang?

Ma Zhan rubbed his face helplessly, and slowly thought about what happened before and after he was spanked.

If such a group of bandits really came to Laoshan, it would be a major event that would alarm the county magistrate.

Moreover, Qingshui City is the fiefdom of the Ma family. How could the Wuhou Mansion, a martial arts master, allow such a huge safety hazard to exist in its own back garden?

If a group of practitioners really set up a bandit camp on Mount Laoshan, there would be no need for the county governor to dispatch the Weiwei Army. Ma Botong would go up the mountain and destroy them immediately.

Think about that mysterious Uncle Jiu, who controls the spy network of the Qingshui Marquis Mansion. This group of bandits must have some connection with the Qingshui Marquis Mansion.

"Damn, that was so careless~"

Ma Zhan angrily muttered to himself: "Ma Botong, you old fellow, for the sake of your wife, I won't bother with you.

But I will never let go of that bandit who spanked me."

After breakfast, Ma Zhan and Ma San took out their old horse and prepared to go to Laoshan again.

Seeing this, Ma San said, "Huzi, listen to your father and don't provoke those bandits now."

Ma Zhan jumped on his horse and replied with only one sentence.

"I'm going to chop down a tree."

Looking at Ma Zhan riding away on his horse, Shuang'er's eyes revealed heartache.

"Third Brother, wouldn't it be nice to let Hu Zi live with us in Qingshui City?"

Ma San sighed and said helplessly.

"There are some things that Huzi must face. The people in Handan are not fools."

Ma Zhan headed north and soon arrived at the Bamboo Courtyard in Laoshan.

Leaving Old Ma to drink water by himself, Ma Zhan entered the bamboo courtyard and found that his most mysterious uncle Jiu was lying in the yard drinking tea.

The mountain-splitting axe that Ma Botong gave to Ma Zhan was placed next to Ma Jiu.

Ma Jiu saw Ma Zhan coming in and laughed: "Huzi, long time no see, did you miss your uncle?"

Ma Zhan knew that among his group of uncles and grandpas, Ma Qi and Ma Jiu were both bad guys.

Ma Zhan snorted coldly, "You are indeed colluding with that bandit."

Seeing Ma Zhan’s angry look, Ma Jiu smiled even more happily.

"Haha, Huzi, you're quite resentful. But the Qingshui Marquisate and the bandits are not colluding. Don't talk nonsense, or I'll sue you for defamation."

"Ma Laojiu, I didn't expect you to be so humorous."

Ma Zhan knew very well that even the most upright and wealthy families had some dirty matters to deal with. As a modern person who had watched too many costume dramas, this was not surprising.

Ma Zhan sat down on the bamboo stool next to Ma Jiu, poured himself a cup of tea, and began to speak.

"Let that bandit on guard clean his ass. I'll whip him till he cries."

Ma Jiu took a sip of tea and said, "You are quite violent, boy."

Ma Zhan imitated Ma Jiu and took a sip of tea.

"The head of the family told me that 'Qingshui Ma family, revenge is inevitable' is the Ma family motto."

Ma Jiu laughed: "This is not the Ma family motto. You are taking revenge on your personal grudge, and it has nothing to do with the Ma family."

Ma Zhan no longer wanted to chat with this gloomy Uncle Jiu. He filled up the woodsheds of Hongyue Building and Desheng Building. There were still four days left, so he had to hurry and chop wood.

Ma Zhan picked up the axe and was about to leave the bamboo courtyard to chop firewood.

At this time, Ma Jiu said: "Hu Zi, wait a minute~

There's no rush to chop wood right now. Here's what you need to do: practice the moves on it." Ma Jiu pulled out a sheepskin scroll from his arms.

Ma Zhan was excited when he saw the parchment scroll, "Could this be a martial arts secret book? I will practice it and become a martial arts master."

Dominate the world, marry a beautiful, rich woman, and reach the pinnacle of life.'

Ma Zhanl immediately turned into a bootlicker and said with a flattering look on his face.

"Uncle Jiu, I can tell at a glance that this is a very powerful martial arts manual. What's it called? Nine Yin Manual? Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?..."

Ma Jiu rolled his eyes at Ma Zhan and said, "Don't read those tales of street liar, what are you talking about?

"Returning the martial arts secret manuals, how could there be so many secret manuals in the martial arts world?"

"What is this, then? What is it called?"

Ma Jiu replied slowly, "This is an axe technique, it doesn't have a name. There are plenty of these in the master's study."